The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife By Athena
The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife by Athena Chapter 183

Chapter 183

His heart ached, and the suffocation in his chest made it hard for him to breathe.

What did he have to do to regain her heart?

Grace turned her head, fetched an ottoman from the small sofa in the room, and sat opposite him, wearing a serious expression.

“I’m giving you an antidote. I don’t intend to forcefully terminate our agreement. It’s just that I sense you’ve been in constant pain lately. The effects of the 023 medicine will only worsen your suffering. This time, you saved me, so I’ll help you resolve this predicament. It may cause discomfort, but consider it repayment,” she explained.

Edgar stared at her, remaining silent.

Grace continued, “Regarding the employment agreement, since we’ve already discussed it previously, and I still have your commitment on record, I won’t bring it up again.”

Upon hearing this, did it mean that she wasn’t initially prepared to let him go?

Did this imply that everything he had done recently had brought him closer to her?

“Aren’t you afraid that if you give me the antidote, I might take advantage of you and cause you harm if I ever gain the upper hand in the future?” Edgar asked.

Grace’s red lips curled into an enchanting smile.

She asked, ‘Would you?”

Edgar’s pale lips curved slightly, and he answered resolutely, ‘I wouldn’t”

However, Grace narrowed her eyes, and a trace of a smirk appeared on her lips. “Then, are you not afraid that what I give you might not be the antidote for 023 but an even more potent and agonizing medicine?”

“You wouldn’t,” he responded.

And even if she were truly so cruel, as long as it was her request, he wouldn’t hesitate to inject it.

“Yes, I won’t. So, this is the genuine antidote. It’s already in your hands. You can administer It,” Grace said in a detached tone.

Now?

Edgar looked down at the box in her hand.

He had already reached the limits of his strength, and his body felt incredibly weak.

If he were to inject ft now, given Grace’s astuteness, she would undoubtedly notice something amiss with his body.

She disliked owing debts. If she were to discover that the liquid he drank at the bar wasn’t sulfuric acid but the $404 biochemical virus, she would feel guilty, wouldn’t she?

But guilt wasn’t love after all”

He remained silent and motionless.

“What? Are you genuinely afraid that I’ll play tricks on you?” Grace questioned.

Edgar shook his head weakly and spoke in a feeble voice, “I Injected it last time. This time” can you help me, please?”

He handed her the black and gold box, his words carrying a hint of coquettishness.

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Chapter 183

Grace didn’t respond immediately. She gazed deeply into his eyes.

He added, “Just this once.”

Grace took the box but noticed that he had no intention of undressing. Instead, he leaned back and reclined in the rocking chair.

“What are you doing? Take off your clothes, Give me your arm,” she instructed.

Edgar turned his head to the side, revealing a neck as pale as paper.

Grace glanced at him and remained unwavering

Tying off the jugular vein would be excruciatingly painful.

However, Edgar merely furrowed his brow slightly, his expression devoid of emotion.

The injection, as thin as her pinky finger, was completed within ten seconds.

Grace discarded the syringe into the trash can, but as she turned around, she noticed Edgar remained motionless, his gaze fixed on the sunset.

He seemed perpetually lethargic and devoid of energy.

Grace couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. Just as she was about to inquire further, Edgar spoke first, his voice light and casual, “Grace, if I were to die, would you remember me for the rest of your life?”

His words hung in the air, lacking any weight.

“No,” Grace replied, raising an eyebrow and sneering. “If you’re dead, I’ll soon forget about your existence and continue with my life. However, they say that the scariest things linger for thousands of years, I can’t seem to shake off this one.”

Edgar chuckled, a hint of fondness in his teasing tone. “You truly are a heartless woman.

What was even more absurd was that he adored her heartlessness, her cruelty, and everything

about her.

He was trapped in her allure, unable to free himself.

Grace didn’t deny it. “I never claimed to be kind.”

Edgar simply laughed, a pale smile playing on his lips. His dark eyes stared blankly at the hor izon, resembling an ailing child on the verge of death.

The longer Grace observed him, the more unsettled she felt.

His condition was deteriorating rapidly

It was just sulfuric acid; it shouldn’t have caused any harm to his internal org ans, especially since she had provided him with the antidote for 023.

“Could it be that the hospital you visited yesterday failed to identify the cause of your condition? Come, let’s go to the best hospital in Fangcheng and get a second opinion,” she suggested, preparing to help Edgar to his feet.

Just then, Nineteen knocked on the door and entered the room.

“Miss, you didn’t receive a call on your phone. Mr. Knight is here in person. His car is parked in front of the Cloud View Villa, He said he wants to take you out for dinner tonight,” Nineteen informed her.

Grace hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to prioritize taking Edgar to the hospital.

“I’m fine; just rest for a couple of days. Go and have your meal. Don’t keep him waiting,” she replied, her brows furrowing in disbelief.

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The last time Nick had invited her for dinner, he had exposed his acting skills in front of numerous people from the JC Bureau

This time, not only did she not deter her, but she even encouraged her to have dinner with Nick?

Nineteen remained by the door, awaiting further instructions. “Miss, are you leaving?”

Grace didn’t respond immediately. She furrowed her brows and gazed at Edgar.

Edgar didn’t meet her gaze but continued to recline, his eyes lazily fixed on the hor izon, radiating an air of aloofness.

What was happening to him?

Grace couldn’t comprehend, but she had pressing matters at hand.

She asked once more, with caution, “Edgar, tell me the truth. Are you sure you’re alright?”

Edgar nodded faintly, his expression indifferent. “I’m just tired. I’ll sleep for a while once you’re gone. Don’t worry.”

Grace scrutinized him for a moment before glancing at Nick’s car parked outside the Cloud View

Villa.

“Alright, rest up. I’ll have Eleven and the others guard the Cloud View Villa and ensure your peace,” she assured him, turning to leave.

But just as she was about to step away. Edgar reached out and grasped her wrist firmly. His tone was serious as he spoke, “Grace, Nick is not to be underestimated. He may hold secrets that could prove detrimental to you. Be cautious and watchful of him in the future.”

Grace didn’t give his warning much thought, momentarily puzzled by his words.

The gentle rays of the setting sun filtered through the room. A soft breeze rustled the delicate silk curtains, occasionally caressing the man reclining by the window.

Edgar remained motionless.

It wasn’t until the car disappeared from sight entirely that he finally released his grip on the armrest, his face twisted in pain.

A violent fit of coughing wracked his body, and crimson blood trickled from his lips, staining his pale complexion. The blood pooled in his hand, dripping through his trembling fingers onto the floor.

With lowered eyes, he stared at the dark and scarlet hues staining his palm. The amount of blood he had expelled and its deepening color were distressing signs.

It meant that the 5404 virus within him had fully erupted.

He remembered visiting the War Lab when Dr. Y had just developed this biochemical weapon. During the testing phase, even the smallest creature exposed to the virus perished instantly. Larger animals fared no better, unable to survive beyond three days.

Counting the days since his poisoning, tonight marked the third day”